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letra de shake - lusyd & lacę

[pre-chorus: lusyd]
you ai, don’t need no practice
(shake that sh-t ’cause you the baddest)
you ai, don’t need no practice
(shake that sh-t ’cause you the baddest)
you ai, don’t need no practice
(shake that sh-t ’cause you the baddest)
you ai, don’t need no practice

[chorus: lusyd]
shake your ass to this
break your back, hoe, dance to this
b-tt so fat, you bad as sh-t
don’t care if your boyfriend mad
f-ck that n-gga and
shake your ass to this
break your back, hoe, dance to this
b-tch you packing (i been)
what’s all that movement back there? i grab it (i been)
[verse 1: lusyd]
i’ve been missing for a minute, think they need a reminder
my mind is on mars when i inhale marijuana
baddie from rwanda, i love when she rewind it
my all black batmobile match with her balenciagas
she ignore all my texts but act different when i’m ’round her
told me “play it cool, my boyfriend don’t know about us”
even if he knew, he wouldn’t do sh-t about it
he a clown, i clean him out with no problem
she shaking that ass in a circle
she spaz, tasmanian devil
she wanna go the back of the section (back of the, back of the)
told my bro “i’ll be back in a second” (back in a, back in a)
she eat up entire erection, no breakfast (eat it up, eat it up)
we not getting tired, up s-xing (freak it up, freak it up)
lights, cam, action, flex that sh-t (you better)
you out-best all them other b-tches

[verse 2: lacę]
shake your ass to this, uh
go on, spaz
if you the baddest b-tch
go on, shake that ass
“yeah, i spaz for that cash”
hoe like “give me that” (uh)
got the cash, plenty racks
i got her a fendi bag
the flyest girl, (flyest girl) she stay up in first class
(we outer world), off that gas (aye)
pull up, we gettin’ gritty, we pop up on scene with a cup of that yak
(cup of that yak)
i just gave shorty a sip, now she don’t even know how to act
(know how to act) blatt!
[chorus: lusyd]
shake your ass to this
break your back, hoe, dance to this
b-tt so fat, you bad as sh-t
don’t care if your boyfriend mad
f-ck that n-gga and
shake your ass to this
break your back, hoe, dance to this
b-tch you packing
what’s all that movement back there? i grab it (uh)

[verse 3: lacę]
matter of fact (hol’ on)
i will not f-ck with these n-ggas, they wasting my time, they be wack
(n-ggas, they wack)
if you agreeing with me, go on shorty, start shaking that ass
(shaking that ass)
fast, track (dah dah dah dah)
(yuh, aye) we gettin’ griddy

[verse 4: lusyd]
i just caught a pass, yeah (mhm, mhm)
she threw me that ass, aye (uh-huh, uh-huh)
her booty so fat (mhm, mhm)
and that is a fact (uh-huh, uh-huh)
no plastic, it’s all natural (yes sir)
like thursday, throw that back (yes sir)
friday, don’t go to classes (yes sir)
like jackson, b-tch you bad (okay)
[outro: lusyd]
like johnson b-tch you magic (uh-huh)
like ai, don’t need practice (uh-huh, uh-huh)
them b-tches wish they had it (grrr)
your dancing doing damage (bow!)
yuh, yuh, aye
dj please don’t panic
play that back before she vanish
(it’s too late)
f-ck

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